Teenage Pregnancy
Girls when your climbing the ladder of success, don’t let them stop you from doing your best.
Don’t believe the words I love you, when all they care to see is you not getting through.
They say you’re cute/they say you’re fine, but nine months later they say you’re not mine.
Keep your head held up high, so you won’t have to be singing a lullaby.
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